I’ll keep my fingernails twisted in your hair,
Feel your eyes burst beneath my thumbs;
Your thoughts, your love
I’d pick them out with my teeth.
Let my tongue pull on your mind
Bury it all in my gums.
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Author:
ellie (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is angry, I don't really know where it came from if we're being honest!
- Category: Sad
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